It’s been pretty cold here
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I’m writing this as I wait for a plumber to come and look at a pipe in my building. It’s so cold here that there’s a chunk of ice in an insulated pipe here in my apartment.
Supposed to be at a meeting at 11AM but instead, I’m sitting here as the temperature in the house slowly drops.
Tried to stay indoors as much as possible this past week or so but I had to head out for a number of things. During one of those things yesterday, I smashed my cell phone.
This time, though, there’s not gonna be a replacement. So irritated with myself.
Things just keep on breaking around me. Don’t think that electronics and I were meant to get along.
In any case, do you know just how cold is it here? It’s so cold that I’ve run through all the chili that was supposed to last me until March.
There’s a myth that gunfighter Kit Carson’s last words were: Wish I had time for just one more bowl of chili. They weren’t, it was actually, Goodbye, friends. Adios, compadres.
But regardless, I can appreciate the sentiment.
While walking around in sub-zero temperatures yesterday, all I could think was, I’d rather be home with the wife and a hot bowl of red.
And if this plumber doesn’t show up soon, those may be my last thoughts as well.